well, this could be about anyone, but...
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i have never felt this desolate.....i can understand why you did this to me, and it's ok i guess. but you must understand that you did do it to me, not at me, not with me.
why such things occur is something that one thinks about at home, a matter of introspection over a cup of tea (how much soy milk, how much clover honey), if one thinks of it at all. one does not really think of it; one goes onto pinterest and contemplates buttons. good for one.
yet how much you can compartmenatlise - that is the true measure of man's imhumanity to man.
congratulations - you can care here and not give a damn over there. you have evolutionalised, babe.
pat yourself on the back. hope you're happy. read a book, write a poem. a very serious poem, babe. feel sorry for yourself.
but not about me, thanks.